[noctalaethra]

𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒ㅤ╱ㅤ𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆ㅤ╱ㅤ𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧ㅤㅤ────ㅤㅤ𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥ㅤ╱ㅤ𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒.

♯ㅤ𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐀࿔ㅤㅤ────ㅤㅤaㅤperfomanceㅤofㅤaㅤwrittenㅤblogㅤforㅤtheㅤspringtime'sㅤflesh﹕ㅤ𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐓ㅤdriftedㅤawayㅤinㅤaㅤmultitudeㅤofㅤfragmentsㅤinㅤtheㅤwingsㅤofㅤendlessㅤbutterflies,ㅤversesㅤ𖬺͟ㅤausㅤtoㅤbeㅤreclaimedㅤ𖬺͟ㅤbroughtㅤtoㅤHER.ㅤㅤbewareㅤofㅤtheㅤworld'sㅤwilderness﹕ㅤobscureㅤthemesㅤpresentㅤinㅤthisㅤblog.ㅤㅤㅤ

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⊹ ࣪ ˖ㅤㅤ𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆ㅤ𝐓𝐇𝐄ㅤ𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒ㅤ𝐎𝐅﹕ㅤㅤcartesianㅤkarma,ㅤfaustianㅤbargains,ㅤsharpㅤthornsㅤbehindㅤaㅤveilㅤwhereㅤbeautyㅤisㅤneverㅤtarnished,ㅤ𝑻𝑶ㅤ𝑩𝑬ㅤ𝑩𝑶𝑻𝑯:ㅤ𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑯ㅤ𖬺͟ㅤ𝑻𝑯𝑬ㅤ𝑴𝑨𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑵,ㅤ𝐓𝐇𝐄ㅤ𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐒ㅤ𝐎𝐅ㅤ𝐓𝐇𝐄ㅤ𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐇ㅤ𖬺͟ㅤtheㅤmelancholyㅤofㅤtheㅤmetamorphosis,ㅤtheㅤsongㅤofㅤtheㅤpeopleㅤwhoㅤforgotㅤspringtime,ㅤeldritchㅤtruthsㅤ𖬺͟ㅤtheㅤcostㅤofㅤtheirㅤdreadfulㅤinsight,ㅤdeepㅤdevotionㅤthatㅤsurrendersㅤtoㅤnothing,ㅤㅤ𝐓𝐇𝐄ㅤ𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘ㅤ𝐀𝐒ㅤ𝐀ㅤ𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐋ㅤ𝐎𝐅ㅤ𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇ㅤ𖬺͟ㅤ𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇.

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[noctalaethra]

today was a rest day ,,, my queue is totally depleted tho. so probably i'll fill it on sunday.

[devils-queen]

✞ 666 ✞

[babyh4lloween]

[grantaere]

Shōgun — "Chapter Eight: The Abyss of Life"

[noctalaethra]

ㅤㅤ. ݁₊ ⊹ .𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ݁ ㅤ 「ㅤ@pexfectionsㅤ」ㅤㅤpresented a perspective: ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⤷ㅤwe are required to appear as one. whatever your true feelings, I must ask you to conceal them for the duration.

Silence follows the request.ㅤIt is not sharp enough to be called the blade of defiance.ㅤIt is mere quiet,ㅤmasured,ㅤsettling elegantly across Crystal's composure as amaranthine irises lingers upon him in a softened light with all the unspoken implications folded carefully into those words.ㅤAppear as one.ㅤDelicate phrasing for something so exhausting.ㅤUnity has always been easier to perform than to fell.ㅤ

How words befall briefly as though concealment has not already become like a second nature to people that is like them.ㅤUnderstanding the meaning behind it all,ㅤfingers sill against the fabric gathered at the wrist before an exhale comes from nostrils.ㅤA sigh.ㅤThere are entire rooms built upon false harmony.ㅤEntire kindgoms maintained by carefully curated appearances and well restrained with silver chains emotions.ㅤThe femme wearing the colors of springtide and the rot of winter knows how to survive those performances well enough.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤWhatever my feelings may be,ㅤI am capable of the utmost discretion.ㅤYou needn't fear I will embarass either of us publicly.ㅤThough I think there is something tragic about asking honesty to wear the face of affection.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤIt is far away from a refusal.ㅤThe closing gap comes from clicking high heels on the floor and the closeness enough to hold the arm of the other one in a playful movement.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤVery well,ㅤfor the duration we shall appear inseparable.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

[measureformeasure]

I put the omen in women

[lizardsister]

whenever a woman has a sword its a strap allegory

[noctalaethra]

ㅤㅤ. ݁₊ ⊹ .𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ݁ ㅤ 「ㅤ@starchikoㅤ」ㅤㅤpresented a perspective: ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⤷ㅤYou need to eat. I don't care if you're not hungry.

The command evokes a blinking of butterfly lashes.ㅤPausing midway through removing the gloves fitting her hands,ㅤgaze lifting slowly towards the other beneath dim lightningㅤ—ㅤa countenance unreadable at first,ㅤthough something stirs beneath the surface once realization settles in.ㅤWorry.ㅤUnfortunate.

❛❛ㅤㅤDo you think I have a bad habit of forgettingㅤ.ᐣㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤA murmur,ㅤthough the defense lacks any real sharpness behind it.ㅤThe untouched tea gone cold beside scattered paperwork already betrays the femme of rosé hair.ㅤExhaustion has long replaced appetite more nights than she cares to admit.ㅤCrystal's fingertips still in the blink of an eye against the dark fabric before she exhales,ㅤthe smallest trace of reluctant amusement touching the features of her expression once ended.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤThough I suppose we both know you would not be saying otherwise.ㅤㅤ❜❜​​​​​​ㅤㅤThere's a mixture of something strange,ㅤintimate,ㅤabout being cared for in such ordinary way.ㅤSomeone noticing the slow neglect of basic needs,ㅤrefusing to permit it all.ㅤViolence has been a better understanding than tenderness,ㅤwhich perhaps explains why concern like this always unsettles the young woman more deeply than threats ever would.

❛❛ㅤㅤFine.ㅤI'll eat something.ㅤThough you hovering nearby like an irritated guarding spirit while I do so feels unnecessarily humiliatingㅤㅤ...ㅤㅤThank you.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

[noctalaethra]

ㅤㅤ. ݁₊ ⊹ .𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ݁ ㅤ 「ㅤ@sabansㅤ」ㅤㅤpresented a perspective: ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⤷ㅤi've heard tales of your exploits . impressive , if they're true .

A lingering eyesight upon them after the compliment finally befalls,ㅤexpression quite unreachable beneath the softened glow surrounding the room.ㅤTales.ㅤMore exploits.ㅤRumors polished into something far larger than the truth holds or ever remains once enough mouths have the poison to carry them forward.ㅤExhausting how reputations came alive themselves after a while.ㅤA faint hum leaves the lungs of the femme as she lowers the glass slightly,ㅤindex fingertip tracing the rim of the translucent surfaceㅤㅤ────ㅤㅤconsidering how much of those stories survived contact with reality intanct.

❛❛ㅤㅤPeople tend to improve stories each time they retell them.ㅤIt makes survival sound considerably moreㅤㅤ...ㅤㅤglamurous than it actuall feels.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThere is no false modesty within the response honey-drenched and spoken;ㅤno performative denial.ㅤThere is something faintly weary in the way she may speak about it,ㅤnotoriety itself has become another burden carried too long.ㅤThe pinkette has never been enjoying pretending competence embarasses the likes of her,ㅤyet neither does she wear accomplishment arrogantly.

Amaranthine lifts towards the other,ㅤslowly,ㅤa blink of rosé hues similiar at those butterflies that fractures light like the blossoming spring beneath candles glow.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤImpressive depends heavily on who's telling the story.ㅤTo some people,ㅤsurvival itself already sounds monstruous enough to become a living legend.ㅤTell me:ㅤWhich version did you hearㅤㅤ.ᐣㅤㅤThe flattering oneㅤㅤㅤ...ㅤㅤor the honest oneㅤㅤ.ᐣㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

[mfstarboi]

actually my kinks boil down to “i want someone to desire me so strongly and urgently that they just can’t control themself around me”

[noctalaethra]

ㅤㅤ. ݁₊ ⊹ .𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ݁ ㅤ 「ㅤ@mortuamㅤ」ㅤㅤpresented a perspective: ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⤷ㅤ'complicated' doesn't even begin to cover it.

❛❛ㅤㅤThat is what usually people say when the truth has become too tangled to place into the world in a safe form anymore.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤA faint pause ensues,ㅤattention drifts elsewhereㅤㅤ────ㅤㅤtowards the quiet,ㅤbreathing space between conversation and confession.ㅤHe carried the sort of weariness that does not come from just a singular tragedy.ㅤIt is accumulation,ㅤa pile of sand in a hourglass.ㅤToo many loyalties pull too thin.ㅤAnd that only is what she understands and dares not to speak further.ㅤSpare the small talk about recognition.ㅤThose damaged people often minimize themselves out of instint.ㅤIt is not mere deceit,ㅤcarrying the full weight of their history openly becomes unbereable.ㅤPerhaps for him,ㅤit's far more than that given his unique existence.

The faintest trace of amusement brushes past countenance.ㅤThat's why she adds:ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤFor what it's worth.ㅤComplicated seems to replace ruined.ㅤSo,ㅤwhat's so complicatedㅤ.ᐣㅤI can lay a hand.ㅤOr even two,ㅤIf I feel like it.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤIf you tell me,ㅤthat is.

[noctalaethra]

ㅤㅤ. ݁₊ ⊹ .𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 ݁ ㅤ 「ㅤ@akuroiㅤ」ㅤㅤpresented a perspective: ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⤷ㅤ“Do you know what love is? I'll tell you: it is whatever you can still betray.”

Something shifts softly beyond the window pannelsㅤㅤ────ㅤㅤrain,ㅤor the wings of a butterfly that quietly passes,ㅤthrough darkened corridors.ㅤThe silence follows feels heavier than the world suspended surrounding them;ㅤbetrayal is a language that those that understand may be quarrelsome with loyalty at the edges drenching it too much,ㅤto wish to embrace the previous state.ㅤThe cruelest of things about love is it's ability to force change.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤThat's a terrible cynical definition.ㅤI think reducing love only to its capacity for betrayal gives pain far too much authority over it.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe other believes it completely,ㅤpeople do not tend to arrive at beliefs like that without being able to survive something sharp to carve it there permanently.ㅤThere's truth within it and the pinkette does not dare to pull the thread away unraveling what's beneath it,ㅤbetrayal only matters when affection has lingered first and strangers cannot wound one another in quite the same way.ㅤ

A pause ensues,ㅤthe bridge becomes too thick between one and another.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤGiving someone the tools and the opportunity to be wounded in such manner and the other does not dare to cross such line is why what you've spoken can or cannot be true.ㅤAnyone can stay while things are beautiful.ㅤLove reveals itself in the moments where cruelty and betrayal would be easier.ㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThere's an exhale.ㅤSome may call it obsession,ㅤsome may call it hope among despair.ㅤShe has seen both sides of the coin;ㅤa tale of light and darkness,ㅤwhere the darker tones aren't usually meddled with the light.ㅤA faint breath exhales,ㅤalmost tired,ㅤalmost thoughtful.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤPerhaps people who have been hurt too often stop believing those choices are possible at all.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

[sanscest69]

I just realized that many many people have jobs

Rb with your job, wtf do you people do while offline???

[noctalaethra]

I'm in love with the darkness of the night I'm in love with all that's out of sight I'm in love with the magic of the new 𝐀𝐍𝐃ㅤ𝐓𝐇𝐄ㅤ𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒ㅤ𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒ㅤ𝐌𝐄ㅤ𝐓𝐎𝐎.

[noctalaethra]

(ㅤ…ㅤ)ㅤ𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍ㅤ𝐓𝐇𝐄ㅤ𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍ㅤ𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋ㅤ𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒ㅤ𝐓𝐇𝐄ㅤ𝐑𝐎𝐓.ㅤ

𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐀࿔ㅤㅤㅤ────ㅤㅤㅤtheㅤperfomanceㅤofㅤspringtideㅤasㅤanㅤoriginalㅤcharacter:ㅤㅤㅤ𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐓.ㅤㅤㅤbeㅤnotㅤafraidㅤofㅤtheㅤthornsㅤbutㅤbewareㅤofㅤtheㅤworld'sㅤwilderness.ㅤㅤfollowㅤtheㅤtrailㅤofㅤbutterfliesㅤtoㅤyourㅤdestination.ㅤㅤobscure themes ahead.

[noctalaethra]

kisses her face

𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐎 𝐅𝐔𝐍 /// Accepting.

❛❛ㅤㅤWe should have a nice dinner.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤIf you weren't so afraid of her.